Dujjonku: Six Ounces of Gravity
About two weeks ago, my younger child, Jen, came home holding a dessert that looked remarkably like chapssaltteok , the chewy Korean rice cake. She proudly exclaimed, “It’s the Dujjonku , the current craze in Korea!” “Dujjonku?” I murmured, staring at it “Thick and Chewy Cookie!” Jen quartered it and offered me a piece. The exterior was as delightfully chewy as a rice cake, but the interior was a sweet jumble of crunchy cookies and melted chocolate. The extreme sweetness was a sharp blow, so intense it made my body shudder as if a shard of ice had pierced me. It was a visceral sensation that struck the very core of the brain. A few days later, my nephew, who lives with us and approaches cooking with genuine devotion, brought over several Dujjonku he had made with friends. I could not refuse a piece made by his own hand. Unlike the first, this was far less sweet, its crunch balanced perfectly with the chewy texture, leaving me wanting more. “How did you make it this delicious? It’...